Deceased Classmate: Patrick Ellison (1965)
Date Deceased: Nov 1983
Age at Death: 32
Cause of Death: auto accident
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Survived By: he had two sons, age 18 months and 2 months
Pat was a kind and considerate person who was very popular and shared many friends. His father was a previous mayor of St Clair Shores.
Pat was one of the nicest guys I knew! I dated him in 9th. grade and went to homecoming with him at his school! He was really cute! I had a crush on him that is for sure! He puts a smile on my face! Fond memories!I used to look for him at the dances!
Pat and I lived in the same neiborhood ( Mauer in St. Joan of Arc Cts.,). Pat was a year older and he and George McCool (sp) would pick on me as one would expect from an older kid. I would say nothing in hopes of getting in his parents backyard pool. Pat and I both played baseball for the Thumderbirds, the local little league team. Pat pitched as did I. He was left handed and I was right. Because he was a year older then I he insisted that I get my uniform as dirty as his. This was not posible because his had never been washed. We had such good times then, things were simple, honest, and life endearing. I will always treasure those times, and will always treasure my memories of Pat.
Jacquelyn Bertelsen '65 (Domenici) (1965)
Pat was one of the nicest guys I knew! I dated him in 9th. grade and went to homecoming with him at his school! He was really cute! I had a crush on him that is for sure! He puts a smile on my face! Fond memories!I used to look for him at the dances!George Howell '66 (1966)
Pat and I lived in the same neiborhood ( Mauer in St. Joan of Arc Cts.,). Pat was a year older and he and George McCool (sp) would pick on me as one would expect from an older kid. I would say nothing in hopes of getting in his parents backyard pool. Pat and I both played baseball for the Thumderbirds, the local little league team. Pat pitched as did I. He was left handed and I was right. Because he was a year older then I he insisted that I get my uniform as dirty as his. This was not posible because his had never been washed. We had such good times then, things were simple, honest, and life endearing. I will always treasure those times, and will always treasure my memories of Pat.